I had become complacent
“I had become complacent. Manipulating relationships was my sole means of survival.”
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my story grew heftier
“my story grew heftier, full of confusion and grief. It became second nature for me to practice and recite my lines for my dramatic sob story. My fishbowl was filled with murky water and I had become so accustomed to it that my clarity was absolutely distorted.”
My busyness eventually caught up with me
“My busyness eventually caught up with me. When my world stopped spinning for a moment, I realized my productivity didn’t have much to show for itself. My forward began to rotate backward. And, my band aid had finally started to lose its stickiness.” .
fueled with my anger and lack of trust for anybody
“For the whole decade of my twenties, I was enrolled in some class or another at the local junior college, working at least two jobs (mostly waiting tables at night and working in retail or at the health club during the day), and burning through relationships. Those usually ended in…
